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Chapter 33 - Chapter 33: Tutoring

"Mom!... It's not cold at all! No need for my little sister to bring me clothes."

At the street barbecue stall in the evening, the boss had just served him some skewers when Chen Shouyi received a call from Mrs. Chen.

"I still have enough money, and food and accommodation are covered, so it doesn't cost much."

"It's fine over here, Teacher takes good care of me!"

"I'm making a lot of progress! I should be able to pass the assessment after it's over."

Chen Shouyi was telling all sorts of lies while eating the skewers.

At this moment, a dispute suddenly started nearby, and Chen Shouyi frowned, quickly covered the mouthpiece, walked to the side, and continued his phone call.

By the time he hung up and returned, the two groups had already started fighting.

The table he was sitting at had been knocked over, and skewers were scattered all over the ground, making Chen Shouyi's heart tighten. Fortunately, he soon found that his briefcase was still in its original place and hadn't been trampled on.

Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

He quickly pushed away the few people blocking him, grabbed the briefcase, and turned to leave this place of trouble.

But many times, when you don't want to cause trouble, trouble finds you.

A young man whom he had just pushed stumbled a few steps and immediately flew into a rage: "You bastard, courting death, are we?"

As he spoke, he grabbed a beer bottle from a nearby table and smashed it towards Chen Shouyi's back.

Sensing something flying towards him from behind, Chen Shouyi instinctively shifted his body, and the beer bottle brushed past his side, shattering on the street.

Seeing this, Chen Shouyi also got angry.

A beer bottle, while neither too heavy nor too light, weighs at least a pound.

If an ordinary person were hit, they would at least be left with a bruise, and a severe hit could put them down for days.

He turned back and swiftly approached the hostile-looking young man, grabbing his face with his left hand and forcefully pressing him to the ground, his head hitting the concrete heavily. Before he could struggle, his eyes rolled back as he fainted instantly.

This commotion was like hitting a hornet's nest, and several youths around started cursing and charged towards him.

Chen Shouyi suddenly delivered a spinning kick.

A strong young man attempting to ambush him was kicked hard in the head, causing him to stagger back a few steps, sit heavily on the ground, froth at the mouth, and unable to stand up again.

This young man had learned some Martial Arts and was quite fierce in the brawl, often taking on three at once with ease, but was now downed in one blow.

The fighting crowd around him, seeing such clean and efficient tactics, all felt a chill, and both sides instinctively stopped their brawling.

In fact, even Chen Shouyi probably didn't realize that ever since killing two barbarians yesterday, a hint of savagery had unconsciously crept into his nature.

Fortunately, he still had his rationality, controlling his strength without daring to use excessive force. Otherwise, with his Martial Artist-level power, no one could withstand his blow.

He swept a cold gaze over them and wherever his eyes landed, the youth around him retreated, feeling icy cold.

Then Chen Shouyi quickly walked a few steps, leaving the area promptly.

If he didn't leave soon, the police would be arriving.

...

After finishing the interrupted dinner at a noodle shop, and waiting until past six o'clock, Chen Shouyi called his tutoring teacher.

"Hello, Teacher Wang, I'm Chen Shouyi. We arranged for today, are you available now?"

"You can come over!"

...

Shanshui District is considered a mid-to-high-end community in Dongning City, with beautiful surroundings and excellent greenery.

After getting off, Chen Shouyi searched for a while before finding Building 12.

The door was opened by a middle-aged woman with enduring charm; she looked Chen Shouyi up and down and immediately smiled: "You must be Xiao Chen, Ruyue is in the training room, come in!"

It turns out the beautiful teacher's name is Wang Ruyue.

Seeing a resemblance in her features to the beautiful teacher, he immediately understood this was her mother, and quickly said:

"Hello, Auntie!"

"What a polite child!" the middle-aged woman laughed.

A pair of paper slippers was already placed by the door; he took off his shoes and walked inside.

Once inside, he realized the house was large, with just the living room spanning thirty to forty square meters, and its decor being trendy and stylish.

After quickly scanning the room, Chen Shouyi shifted his gaze back.

By now, the middle-aged woman had already opened the door to the training room for him.

Entering, he saw the training room was about fifty to sixty square meters, featuring a weapons rack and a human model, with nothing else inside.

At this moment, the beautiful teacher was holding a real sword, persistently practicing her power generation.

Her movements were slow and gentle, with her muscles flowing like water, as if she was intentionally adjusting her power.

"Leave your slippers outside, close the door, and come in barefoot!"

"Alright." Chen Shouyi promptly took off his slippers, wearing only socks, stepping on the soft, plastic floor.

"Go get a wooden sword!" Wang Ruyue glanced at him and said casually.

Today's beautiful teacher gave Chen Shouyi a completely different feeling, her tone carrying a hint of coldness, unlike her gentle and kind demeanor in the training class.

He felt that perhaps this was her true self, and the image in the training class was just a professional facade.

Chen Shouyi went to choose a hardwood sword and stood aside, waiting for her practice to end.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long before she stopped, picking up a wooden sword from the weapons rack herself.

"Come, attack me!"

For a moment, Chen Shouyi thought he had misheard, his mouth agape in surprise: "Using wooden swords, that's too dangerous."

A wooden sword isn't like the safety swords in the training class; with the terrifying explosive speed of Martial Arts, it's not much different from a real sword when piercing the body.

"The first lesson I'll give you is to understand what real combat is; only danger can tap into one's potential."

"Come on!"

"Are you sure!" Chen Shouyi confirmed once more.

"So young and already so much nonsense, I told you to attack, so attack! You really think you can hurt me," Wang Ruyue said impatiently.

"I'll really go for it!"

Provoked, Chen Shouyi moved, shifting instantly like a phantom, sliding forward with a lunge, and thrusting like lightning.

Wang Ruyue slightly tilted her body, dodging Chen Shouyi's attack, swiftly turning to thrust downward, the wooden sword striking towards Chen Shouyi's shin with lightning speed.

Chen Shouyi lifted his foot, stepping back to easily avoid it.

He realized that fighting with wooden swords felt significantly different compared to when wearing a Protective Suit and wielding a Safety Sword.

Each move felt nerve-wracking, worrying about losing control of his power and injuring the opponent, while fearing he'd inadvertently risk his life.

The wooden swords pierced the air with "whoosh" "whoosh" sounds.

Seeing Chen Shouyi's ease in battle, Wang Ruyue pursed her lips, her expression growing colder, gradually unleashing her full power.

In no time, they had exchanged over a dozen blows.

Their speed increased, with the movement of the wooden swords almost impossible for an ordinary person to discern, each move a fleeting shadow.

At this moment, Chen Shouyi felt immense pressure, losing his initial ease. His skin prickled with tension, clearing all distracting thoughts from his mind. As for the naïve idea of holding back, it had already been abandoned; he was giving it his all.

He found that compared to these seasoned Martial Arts Apprentices, apart from having a superior physique, his technical skills still lagged significantly.

Even with the same thrust, and identical basic steps, the opponent stabbed faster, with more agile footwork.

Finally, with a "pop," the two wooden swords collided.

The wooden swords shattered, spraying splinters in all directions.

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